In Memoriam

Today, I learnt of the passing of a friend of mine. A soldier. He was a young man, with a young family. This is my small tribute to him.

When someone passes, I always remember the friendship that we shared. When I do that, I always remember the shortest poem in the world. It was delivered by Muhammad Ali in 1975, at a Harvard (Boston) graduation lecture. Fitting, in view of recent events there. Someone in the audience shouted out, asking him for a poem.

He put his hand to his chest and said the word 'Me'. He then opened his arms, looking at the audience and said 'We'.

'Me, We.' A poem about togetherness, kinship and bond.

Me Becomes We as We Become One.

In memoriam. Sleep well.